Bound by Pleasure (11 page)

Greg paced in his study. Tonight was a big night in more than one way. But he was confident in one event tonight, and that was the one that involved Megan. Now if only she would get there. He was so ready.

A glance at the clock told him she should be there at any moment. His heart raced at the sound of a car door shutting. He wanted to greet her in the front hall, but it was important that he stayed in here. He had to be Dom from the moment she arrived.

The front door opened and shut and she called out to him. He heard her bag drop and the sound of her heels clicking on his hardwoods as she headed to, he assumed, the kitchen. Next her footsteps made their way toward his office. She stopped in the doorway, looking unsure if she wanted to enter.

Greg took the moment to take in her beauty. She was dressed to the nines, and just looking at her breasts on display left him with a raging hard-on. There was no way he would be able to go to his showing without ravishing her first.

“Come on in here,” he said.

Megan hesitated. She held something in her hand.

“Is that the contract?”

“Yes, Sir.” She stepped inside his office, letting her gaze fall to the floor.

“Is it signed?”

She nodded then handed it to him.

“Good.” Glancing at it, he laid it on his desk then took a seat in his office chair and patted his leg. “Come sit. I have something for you.”

Once she was seated on his lap, he reached toward his desk and handed her a black velvet rectangular box.

“Before you open that, I’d like to tell you something, and I’d like it if you looked at me for this.”

She gazed into his eyes and he was worried he was going to be tongue-tied. She was absolutely stunning and she was all his—he hoped.

“Inside that box is a way for me to express my love for you. I love you, Megan. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you. In a traditional way, you would be expecting a smaller box but inside I have something else that will show certain aspects of our world that you’re mine.” He cleared his throat. “Open the box.”

Her fingers caressed the box before opening it. After she opened it, she looked up at him.

“Megan, will you wear my collar and allow me to be your Master?”

Megan stared at the beautiful sterling silver collar. There were diamonds all along it. Reaching out, she let the tips of her fingers touch the coolness.

Her heart raced. She was speechless. A Master? Why hadn’t she seen this coming? Of course it was going to. But how did she feel about it?

Looking into his eyes now, she saw nothing but her future. “Yes, Sir.”

He smiled and then took the box from her hands and removed the collar. She watched as he held it in his hands and then brought it toward her neck. Once it was on, he stared at her. “You’re so beautiful, and you’re all mine. You don’t know how much pleasure that brings me.”

She had a feeling she knew how much, especially by the erection that was pressing into her core, making her extremely wet. She wanted to take him and show him how thrilled she was for him to be her Master.

Greg wrapped his hands around her neck and brought her lips to his. Her hands stayed at her side, even though she would’ve loved to wrap them around him. His mouth left hers and he kissed his way down her neck and to her cleavage.

“I need to have you before we leave. Please remove you panties.”

Megan stood up and slid down her thong, dropping it to the floor. She waited for his next command.

“Straddle me. You may come when you’re ready and touch me as you like.”

A grin spread across her face as she watched him remove his pants. Pulling her dress up, she climbed into his lap and angled herself right above his cock. Digging his fingers into her hips, he brought her down onto him. He dictated the speed that she rose up and down. It was a slow rhythm, and he brought her up to the tip of his cock and back down. She shivered each time he almost left her pussy and sighed each time he was fully inside her again.

“You look so beautiful in my collar. Arch your body, I want to see your neck.”

Resting her hands on her knees, she leaned back and let her head follow the curve of her body. His hips thrust up in a more intense speed now. Completely filling her, the speed picked up and she cried out. The pleasure was so intense that she could feel her orgasm building.

“God, I wish you were naked right now. Fuck…” He thrust one last time and cried out. He then rubbed her clit.

Megan could feel his come inside her and just knowing he lost control first sent her over the edge. She called out his name, not caring if it was a mistake or not. After riding her orgasm out, he pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her waist. Nuzzling his face into her neck, he lightly kissed her around the collar.

“Tell me you love me,” he whispered.

“I love you, Master.”

“Damn, I’m getting hard again just hearing you say that. But we really have to get going. Let’s clean up, and then you can give me your surprise. I’ll meet you in the living room.”

Greg was the first to enter the living room. He took a seat on the sofa and noticed Megan had left a manila envelope of the coffee table. A sticky note was on the front and it said he could open it. Looking around for her, he wondered if she was waiting somewhere watching.

He picked up the envelope, opened it, and pulled out the document. It looked as though she had printed out a manuscript. A note was on the front.

Greg,

This is our story. Before you helped me open up and speak how I was feeling, I would write our scenes with how I felt during them. In the beginning, this was going to be for only me, but as I have finished the story I decided to not only share it with you but others as well. It is currently under contract so we can share our love story with others.

I love you, and when you read this, I hope that you can see just that.

Love,

Megan

Placing the note on the table, he flipped through the manuscript. Skimming the first few pages, he noticed the whole story was written in first person, which meant he would be in her head the entire time. He flipped to the back to see the ending. In quotations it said ‘ending to be added later.’

The sound of Megan’s heels came up behind him. He set the papers down and looked back at her. “Thank you.”

“I wanted you to know how I felt when I wasn’t yet able to express it. And then as I read through it, I realized what a beautiful love story we had, and I had to share it with the world.”

Greg stood and went to her. Pulling her into his arms, he whispered, “I wish I didn’t have this damn show now. I want to make love to you all night.”

“Well, we do have your show, and you got me this beautiful collar to wear, so let’s go. And don’t forget, it’s Saturday, so when we get home, we get to go downstairs to the playroom.”

As she turned to head to the front door, he reached out and spanked her. She jumped, and then giggled. It was time to show off his artwork.

The show was perfect. Greg had kept Megan at his side the whole time. Many eyes were not only on his art, but her also. She wondered how many people there tonight were in the lifestyle and if she would be meeting them before long.

Greg squeezed her hand as a man approached them.

“Your artwork is stunning,” the gentleman said. He then put his hand out to Megan. “You must be the woman I’ve been hearing about for weeks now.”

She shook his hand and then looked at Greg, waiting for an introduction.

“Jay, this is Megan. Megan, this is my good friend and mentor, Jay.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Jay kissed her hand.

“Likewise.” She diverted her eyes to the floor.

“I see what you mean now, Greg. She is a wonderful sub.”

“And she’s mine.”

“Lovely collar. You went all out on this one.”

“She deserves nothing but the best.”

“We will talk soon. But now I have to go check out a certain piece I have my eye on, and put my sold sticker on it before someone takes it out from under me.” Jay walked away.

Greg raised her hand and kissed it. “You’re gorgeous when you submit. But don’t forget, you’re welcome to speak freely tonight.”

She smiled and then glanced around to see if anyone was watching. A redheaded woman caught her attention and she grinned. Dawn was here.

“May I introduce you to my friend?” she asked.

“I would be honored.”

Megan led him to where Dawn was and released Greg’s hand to hug her friend. Dawn’s eyes lit up when she saw what was around Megan’s neck.

Megan looked at Greg. “This is my friend Dawn.”

“I know Dawn. We’ve met a few times.”

When Megan looked back at Dawn, she saw that she was in the submissive pose.

“Dawn has been there for me through all of this,” Megan told him.

“I appreciate that very much. I hope she’ll continue to be there for you. I’ll leave you ladies alone to catch up.” He kissed her cheek before walking away.

Dawn hugged Megan again. “You’re collared!”

“I am.”

“I’m thrilled. This has really worked out for you. Is it what you want?”

“More than anything. He is wonderful.”

“I’m just glad to see you happy again, finally.”

“I’m happy, that’s for sure.”

“Good.” Dawn’s eyes darted to where Greg was speaking with his friend. “Who is that hunk with him?”

“Oh, that’s Jay, his friend and mentor.”

“Jay…that name sounds familiar.” It looked as though the wheels were turning in Dawn’s head.

“Want to meet him?”

“I’d love to. He absolutely radiates dominance.”

Megan laughed and led her friend over to them. After introductions, she watched as a spark was almost sent off between them. She pulled on Greg’s arm so they could leave them alone. He led her to the back of the gallery where there was a bright spotlight and wrapped his arms around her.

“I love you. And I have one more surprise for you.” He took a step back and dropped down to one knee.

Megan covered her mouth. What was he doing?

He reached in his suit jacket, and then held out another black box, only this one was small. Greg flipped the lid open, and she saw a diamond ring.

“Megan, will you do me the honor of being my wife?”

A crowd formed around them and they watched, waiting for her answer.

“Yes, I will.”

He stood up, slipped the ring on her finger, and kissed her. The crowd clapped and as the kiss ended, she smiled at everyone. In one night, she had gotten a Master and a fiancé.

Whispering in his ear, she said, “How much longer until we can get out of here? I’m ready to show you how much I love you.”

“Patience, my love. Have you not learned anything?”